Відео

That shit’ll slap you dogg, rap && claw you out of your actions, It’s a rabid; naw, It’s Ms. Jackson; naw, My reenactments my defense is laughing patterns acting a shit on your movie set about the lies, the life of Michael Jackson, What I didn’t rap, it’s because you wouldn’t have a leg to stand on when it comes to standing, Are you tall in your truth? Are you all that you are for understanding? The under/over, open doors, under coats unholstered, dormant till you get woken up out of your sleep by a choke, You get woken up out of your sleep, so now you know, Will you return to the dream, or live with a code, The master code the crack a whole map in half to understand the globe, What comes after is the raps && smoke. . .

❤love your beats ❤ Charlie Brosko 😉🤜🏽🤛🏽

My god 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

This feels more like a tyler WOLF beat but nice work

i like it. aesthetic is raw. very different. an acquired taste. delicious

This shit is nuts….pause

Sample?

Hard

I love it

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Bro this is sum ⛽⛽

this one isn't it, but keep grinding bro

dont lie dont lie dont lie dont lie dont lie fuck off my back and get rid of me say that you're fine you're fine you're you're fine you're fine fuck it a mind on fire a right eye with embers from when a defenseless preteenager wrote he don't want it no more and the nail marks he left in the stairwell scream that he ain't fine he ain't fine and that's all that his family denoted but somehow they missed all the warning shots everyone round him is screaming that hes fine hes fine hes fine hes kind he-he-he's fine and - AAAHHHHH! cause he's just a kid compressing while gravity crushes his spine gasping and silently screaming, his airways are being constricted completely now tears started leaking down fell mama mama i love you and i never wanted you to find me in the air i wanted to wake you up and crawl into your bed but i i couldnt i mama i didnt know what to do mama i now he's dead now he's dead now he's dead now he's dead now he's dead now he's dead now he- power. is this what it means to have a decision in a masquerade? a quiet place away from it all? a place where we can lay.. is that all we have to work towards? is the grave the only grace the only place we can always feel alive is the grave another escape or is it a- is it a- power

this shii raw bruh ohmyy😮‍💨😮‍💨I love it

this is beautiful work my guy. i truly appreciate the feelings you helped me get out with this one. i’ll hyu if i post 🔥

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Hey man this is fire!

soooooooooo sooooo good 🥺🥺

This is crazy 💀🔥you tuff

Fire

This ain’t a type beat this is your beat🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

dope as fuck. very creative beat

ts beutiful dawg

OMGGG 👀🚀🚀🚀🚀

Dope

Why then? Can’t I have a love all too myself?

Brooooooo please this is amazing but how much for one with just the intro part????

Nutting in her eye like Trill Sammy, I finally let go on her vision, It read in her face no need for a telepath, Red on the couch I finally let go, red in her face like a Grammy, Dead on arrival, your package, I’m back, Spinal attached limbs, 4 exactly, I’m on the octaves like Danny, All in your house like I’m Danny, Nigga I’m all in your house like I’m family, Heaven got each of us rooms right? The heavens got houses, can we read our faces and past like a paragraph? Or just horror in my eyes, looking through a scope, aimed at your laugh, Take aim and a last gasp of air, it gives me the ick, im holding in gas, And your face gave me the ick, I ain’t holding it back, I’m letting it go, right on this track, What I can write on this track? Ain’t even right, so I just left this in your comments cause the fact is, I’m the comet, coming, but I also already crash landed and burned hot, What came out is me, the aftermath, She see when I came, still nothing in her eyes she’s already on the disaster path, No diss after that just keep it moving I had my back programmed, To hold my ass, if my limbs give out, I let the machine do the talking like a 25 cent telepath, I’ll tell you what, Find me, to save your mind, or watch mine die let’s see who telegraphs.

This raw af

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Yesssiirrrr

fire! keep it up sub

Fairytale type beat

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Can I use for non profit

Жить становится сложней Но мой юг не холоднеет Я старею каждый день И боюсь пропустить время Бейби закрой глаза Кем мы хотели стать Врядли теми кто сейчас И мне бесконечно грустно обо всем этом читать Меня давит это чувство что походу все что было нужно резко поменять Мои глаза на мокром чаще нежели было тогда Что такое навсегда я не хочу тебя терять Или бегать олдэй лонг чтобы быть одним из ста Все поменяло места и где-то рядом пустота Я хочу в себя вдохнуть ощущение тепла И не думал что когда то я смогу это сказать Но походу микрофону тупо легче доверять Чем всем им чем всем вам бля мне похуй чо ты там Пока глаза смотрят в небо строки бегут по битам Тут и там о магад неужели это зря Я боюсь себе признаться сколько значишь для меня Нахуй поп андеграунд это то что на века Я возьму тебя с собой если хочешь убежать Не сказать никому не звонить и не писать Я бы сам захлопнул двери но нет силы даже встать Мне тяжело писать и с учётом этой строчки 21 первый слог на А Двадцать два двадцать три похуй пойду продолжать Пока из меня все льется не планирую молчать

This is interesting af

I appreciate your raw style my friend. This is a beautiful sample 😎👍🏼

Genuinely one of the hardest beat I ever encountered on youtube how wth

That beats is too hard vro!!! what sample that you used?

FIRE

Fantastic!

Nice!

This sounds sick! Keep up the good work! Love them.

You do this shit daily?! Insanely good

THE BACKROOMS

I'm so god damn mediocre. I can't shake the average intelligence built on top of bones and sediments. I feel like I'm slowly slipping back into the pit I fell in two years ago, and it's fucking tearing me apart. All this time spent trying to not hate myself is really becoming futile. Every relapse puts me so far behind where I was hoping to be. I feel like a letdown because I keep ignoring my needs, and letting the bad out. Three days of unintentional starvation really bit my ass. Had me stuck in the bathroom for several hours listening to intrusion after intrusion like it was some kinda bop. Every fucking one of those thoughts were shipped into my notes, but some managed to escape the page. Those were the ones that I gave into and acted upon. Those were the ones I should never have given space to stay. I just hope the council will account for them.

Cool chops, nice